Black Tears

It's raining black tears

down from her heart

shapeless and empty

completely disarmed

She lays in her blood

singing dead songs

pushing back memory

where it belongs

Crimson pearls flow

out of cut, silken skin

pleasing, delivering pain

rages all within

Silence is an assassin

with a weapon, so cold

her fingers play with the blade

as darkness unfolds

A whisper escapes

her numb, icy throat

brown eyes wide a last time

before her black tears float